Tang Dynasty: Father, if you don't rebel, I will!

In February of the seventh year of the Zhenguan era, the Tibetan king Songtsen Gampo led his troops south to invade India, crossing the snow-capped mountains and galloping a thousand miles to plunder cities in northern India. At that time, the Tang Dynasty was discussing the establishment of a provincial administration office in India, and Tibet wanted to seize the territory first, then use it as leverage to negotiate peace and expand its territory. The second king of Chalukhi of southern India, Puroksha, had recently submitted to the Tang Dynasty and was granted armor and weapons. He then launched a righteous army to launch a northern expedition and won a series of victories.

In June, the Tibetan forces retreated to the Zhumuna River, leaving corpses strewn across the fields and their supplies abandoned. The Tibetan king was terrified and sent an envoy to the capital to apologize, weeping and begging for forgiveness. However, the Holy Prince Chengqian sternly declared, "The Tibetans are inherently cunning. In the past, they outwardly obeyed but inwardly rebelled. Now they are acting tyrannically again. How can we forgive them so easily? Their chieftain should be bound on the plateau, shackled, and sent to Chang'an as a warning to the western vassals!"

In July, Samaga, the sister of the Tibetan king, formerly a concubine of the crown prince, was deposed and relegated to the cold palace due to her arrogance and immorality. Hearing of her homeland's defeat, she harbored resentment towards the crown prince and cursed him in the palace: "The Li family is cruel and cruel, harming my nation! One day, when we avenge this, I will devour your flesh!" Her attendants secretly informed the emperor, who, enraged, ordered her to commit suicide with a white silk ribbon. Upon hearing this, the entire Tibetan people harbored deep hatred. When Nongzan (Tibetan king) considered sending troops to attack the Tang dynasty, the anger of his attendants subsided, and they were all terrified.

.......

"What are you afraid of?! My Tubo is no longer the weak nation it once was. Do you think the Tang Dynasty only wants me dead? You will not have a good life after I die!"

In the palace of Lhasa, Songtsen Gampo roared angrily.

He received a message from Galdontsen in Chang'an: his sister, Songtsen Gampo's own sister, who had been forced to enter the palace to marry the crown prince of the Tang Dynasty in order to stabilize the two countries, had now been murdered by that damned bastard!

His eyes were bloodshot.

However, the Tibetan tribal leaders and generals who had previously been indignant and spoke ill of the Tang Dynasty changed their tune instantly when they heard that he was going to send troops to the Tang Dynasty.

The Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty was supposed to be benevolent, but it didn't come to this...

What, that Zanmuxu was framed by some wicked woman in the palace? We should go to Chang'an and ask the Crown Prince to investigate...

Then came the argument that now that the tribe has finally become prosperous, there's no need to rush off to their deaths.

Songtsen Gampo was so angry that he almost died of a stroke on the spot.

good good!

These are my loyal ministers and generals!

Songtsen Gampo's eyes were bloodshot as his gaze swept across the faces of everyone present, making many of them feel uneasy and unable to meet his eyes.

"Sambuza, tell me! Do you also think I shouldn't have attacked the Tang Dynasty?!"

Thonmi Sambhuja's expression froze for a moment, then he let out a soft sigh.

"Zanpu... We are no match for the Tang Dynasty. Nowadays, the Tang Dynasty is not only formidable in terms of firearms, but also in terms of military strategy, battle formations, swords, armor, and crossbows, which our Tubo cannot contend with."

"Once we raise an army, not to mention where we should even begin to attack the Tang Dynasty, the various kingdoms of the plateau will all rise up against us, cutting off our heads and sending them to the Tang Dynasty to claim credit..."

Thonmi Sambhota was in charge of many affairs of the Tibetan Empire. The more he handled, the longer he came into contact with the advanced ideas and systems of the Tang Dynasty, the less courage he felt towards this behemoth.

This is not a question of whether or not we can win.

This is a question of whether or not the Tang Dynasty is worthy of formally launching a military campaign against Tibet.

Songtsen Gampo was so angry that his body trembled again. He wanted to refute, but at this moment, he had no thoughts other than anger.

Just as he was racking his brains trying to persuade everyone to follow him in sending troops to the Tang Dynasty.

A series of hurried, clearly panicked footsteps suddenly came from outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!"

Songtsen Gampo was startled and instinctively thought that the Tang Dynasty had sent troops. He was then unsure whether he was angry at his own momentary instinctive fear or simply annoyed by the messenger's recklessness.

"This king is perfectly fine! How could he not be good?!"

The guard was so frightened by his appearance that he couldn't speak. It was the Grand Minister Thonmi Sambha who spoke up and asked him a question.

"what happened?"

"Great Minister, the Prince of Ning of the Great Tang has arrived with his troops, saying he wants to take the Zanpu to Chang'an to confess his sins!"

Outside the city of Lhasa.

Murong Shun rode on a Qinghai steed bestowed upon him by the Crown Prince, wearing the Great Tang Mingguang Armor, his expression arrogant.

Behind him stood a thousand solemn and imposing Tang Dynasty Qinghai cavalrymen, coldly watching the Tibetan nobles who had approached them.

“Your Highness, my father used to have some connections with Tuyuhun. When Tuyuhun suffered a disaster, we even sent them a batch of supplies.”

"Your Highness, is the Crown Prince of the Great Tang Dynasty sending only Songtsen Gampo to Chang'an this time?"

"King Da Ning, my Mulu tribe has remained on the plateau and has not sent troops to India, nor has it ever shown the slightest disrespect to the Tang Dynasty..."

Murong Shun looked at the Tibetan nobles before him, dressed in fine silks and precious animal hides, their necks, wrists, hands, and even waists adorned with gold, silver, or jade.

A disdainful twitch appeared on his lips.

upstart......

He sneered inwardly, as if he had no recollection of how he had initially been just as ostentatious and vain when he led the Tuyuhun people to join the Tang Dynasty.

He glared coldly at everyone.

"This time, I am ordered to take only Songtsen Gampo to Chang'an for trial. However... since it is a trial, those who are wronged will seek justice, and those who have grudges will seek revenge."

His tone carried a clear implication, causing the pupils of many Tibetan nobles present to shrink sharply.

If the news of Zhamsamaga's execution had been relayed before, people would have only speculated that Songtsen Gampo might truly be facing certain death this time.

When the King of Ning uttered these words, everyone was almost instantly certain.

Songtsen Gampo is doomed!

The group exchanged glances, and suddenly one of them let out a loud cry of anguish.

"King of Da Ning! You've finally arrived! Songtsen Gampo has brought his troops to coerce our tribe into sending troops. If we don't agree, he will kill us all. We... Waaah!"

This seemed to be a signal.

When Songtsen Gampo, accompanied by his civil and military officials who were either protecting him or holding him hostage, left Lhasa, he was met with a scene of weeping and wailing, as the Tibetan king was being framed.

Songtsen Gampo was so angry that he trembled all over.

However, the civil and military officials who should have stood up to rebuke the two-faced and indiscriminate accusations of the Tibetan nobles were now all silent, following around like wooden figures.

Murong Shun tossed the numerous "confessions" that his deputy had already recorded to his adjutant, then rode up to Songtsen Gampo, his eyes turning frivolous and disdainful.

"Oh, you came out on your own. I thought I had to break in and ask you to come out!"

Songtsen Gampo glared at the other party with a cold gaze. The voice from not far away reached his ears. Looking at the attitude of his civil and military officials, Songtsen Gampo felt a surge of hatred in his heart.

No matter how unwilling or resentful you are.

At that moment, he realized that he was doomed.

"Hmph! It seems that the King of Da Ning has forgotten the fact that you are a Tuyuhun person, a Xianbei. Now you're acting like a Tang dog, quite comfortable with yourself!"

"Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts! Surely the King of Da Ning has heard this ancient saying from the Central Plains? You..."

"Snapped!"

A vicious whip lashed across Songtsen Gampo's face before he could react.

It left a burning, painful welt.

Drenched with blood.

Murong Shun gave a disdainful sneer.

"I have lived in Chang'an since I was a child. What Xianbei or Tuyuhun? I eat the salary of the Tang Dynasty and read the books of the Tang Dynasty. Foreigners? Humph!"

"On the way to Chang'an, I will teach you a lesson on who the real foreigners are!"

"Guards! Put him in the prison cart!"